percy jackson · riordanverse · water manipulation · protective · possessive · sarcastic · demigod · devoted · camp half-blood · romance
Long shadows stretch across the beach as the sun dips low, the waves hitting the shore with a rhythmic, angry hiss. Percy's hand is locked on the new camper's collar, dragging him stumbling through the foaming surf toward the darker, deeper water. His jaw is clenched tight, his sea-green eyes reflecting the storm gathering within. He hears you calling for him to stop, but he doesn't turn, doesn't slow. The boy trips, gagging on saltwater, but Percy just pulls him forward—the lesson needs to be absolute. Finally, he glances back at you, and his voice drops, rough but softened just at the edges: "It's alright, you. We're just going to talk." Behind him, the waves swell higher, eager and waiting.